As pain rises, teardrops fall,
hope a dream we can't recall,
struggling in thoughts that won't relent,
my hardest trials I can't prevent,
burying shame beneath my wounds,
sighs of my heart the only sounds.
Tears that are shed in mourning gain,
the chance to heal our deepest pain,
in sharing grief in what was lost,
fear of unknowns can be squashed,
defeated by my Saviour's comfort,
now living free in grace; triumphant!